As I know some of you follow my work [ thanks! ] I want to let you know that the characters in this story appear in two other tales - " Decking The Hall & Jingly Belles " and " It Is Far Better To Give " - in that order. I hope you enjoy them and Happy Holidays! - BrettJ "This sucks !" Christina groused as her mother adjusted the fake beard and whiskers....
Cassandra was the young lady who lived in the unit across the hall from mine. In actual fact her parents lived there but she resided with her parents. She was a redhead, nice figure (very nice if you like a girl with large breasts), a bit of a temper (redhead, remember), reasonably fit, reasonably intelligent and a touch naïve. That last was to be expected w...
Farida looked at her reflection in the mirror and felt a small pebble of discontent land in the pit of her stomach. Today was her first day back university and she wasn't looking forward to it at all. Anyone else should have been excited that they were embarking on their third and final year but Farida felt so stressed out she would have hidden and not gone...
I grew up in a home where there was a mother, a father and a brother. We went to church every Sunday and attended Sunday school. Our weekends were for homework, helping around the house and visiting our grandparents. During the school week we were allowed 2 hours for play before dinner. After dinner we had to take turns washing and drying the dishes for mom...
Pankaz was brought up in a very traditional Kalimantan Dayak family and community, which the rest of the world calls Borneo. No one in his family had ever been to the city and there was a very real sense of suspicion against anyone who had. The traditions of the family and the wider community were held to be very important; more important than wealth, educat...
This is not a standalone story. You should read Chapter 1 & 2 first. It is also not a stroke story so if that's your bag, don't waste your time. My thanks go to Techscan and LadyCibelle for their kind assistance with the editing of this story and correcting the usual clangers that keep my critics so happily amused. But I'm sure you'll find something you don...
Jade slumped back in her chair and swivelled around to gaze out of her office window. She was 35 levels up in the third largest law firm in New York City. The city lights glowed beautifully in the evening and she sighed as she saw the clock tick past 7:30pm. A noise from her computer made her reluctantly turn back around, and she got back to work. --------...
Chapter 1: Christmas Laura Miller idly tapped the plastic amber pill bottle with her freshly lacquered, pink fingernails. She had a lot of emotionally charged capital invested in that small container of Nembutal. She was sitting at the table in her neat-as-a pin kitchen. In addition to the white-capped bottle of pills, a packet of photographs and a long ste...
"I could get used to this," Jane said. They lay side by side in bed. It was a warm spring afternoon and they had removed all their clothes. "I already have," Paula replied, her hand on Jane's belly. They had started lazily in the direction of having sex. It did not matter to either woman whether they did or not as long as they were together. "I don't mean...
As Erica looked out from the dais to the predominantly African crowd,she couldn't help but think back on how far her dream had come. She looked up to D'qwan, her owner, and felt nothing but pride and admiration. He too had come a long way from the nerdy law student she had found huddled in the library. He was a god now. Well, technically just the new preside...